[ Upon arrival, there's a small amount of satisfaction at seeing Emet-Selch so surprised and exasperated by their arrival. Given what he left behind back home, he's been a little wary of their dropping in unannounced. Now, he doesn't know for sure it was Emet that shot the Exarch, but he has his suspicions...not that they matter at the moment. Despite the inconvenience they've caused, he doesn't sense any intent to harm from the Ascian.

Urianger spent most of his time at the edges of the commotion. Five people and a bunch of pokemon cramming into such a small space lends itself to chaos, but it's lively, and he finds himself content to watch things unfold.

Eventually, though, he does make his way over to Emet. The first thing he'll probably notice: Urianger's dressed from head to toe in what can only be described as "that sure is a pokemon trainer, huh." It's very absurd, but there's logic behind his choice in attire. Much like how he adjusted his appearance when he began to study astrology in earnest, he chose clothing that seemed to fit with the world and his designated place in it. If he's expected to go around catching pokemon, he should look at least look the part. ]

Pray forgive our unexpected arrival. Whilst undoubtedly troublesome for thee, glad am I for the opportunity our arrival provideth. In sooth, I was hoping to speak with thee.